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Old 17-Apr-18, 21:44
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Default Camilla, Gladiatrix of Rome

Hello, this is the prologue to my first story on this site. My intention is to write stories that deliver both the titillation I feel towards mixed fighting and hopefully a slightly classier version of it. Let me know what you think of this setup or if you have any direction you’d like to see it go.

This takes place in a fictionalized Roman Empire

This is the story of an eccentric Noblewoman’s experiment. Domitia was born into nobility, and was regaled with songs and tales of martial virtue through war and feats of strength. Despite her entreaties, she received the traditional “education” of a woman, and not until the death of her rich husband was she able to achieve her dreams, albeit vicariously.

As a patron of the Gladiatorial games, Domitia was recognized for her eye and ability to discern someone’s worth as a fighter, but privately she longed to make up for what she could not do herself. She wanted a female gladiator who could compete with the best men in the Empire. Using her funds and connections, she scoured the kingdom for young women captured in military campaigns and brought the most promising to her country villa for intensive, brutal training.

Her most promising recruit was renamed Camilla, after the legendary female warrior who opposed Aeneas’s forces. Captured at a young age in Gaul, Camilla was put through the most rigorous training money could buy, winning match after match against older opponents. Finally, Domitia secretly had captured enemy soldiers brought in to train against her, and over time she began to get the better of them more often than not. She received the best nutrition, training and medical services of any gladiator in the Empire, but if she succeeded she would be the biggest box office draw anywhere.

Finally, when Camilla entered her prime, Domitia decided to unveil her creation. Each year, private matches were held between the best fighters in the kingdom in the Emperor’s personal amphitheater. The matches were hand to hand, brutal and competitive, but strictly refereed to prevent any lasting damage to the prized gladiators. Using her connections Domitia was able to place Camilla against Crixus, an undefeated gladiator who had become one of the most famous in Rome. However, his fame was predicated on his skill with a spear, and while still imposing with his fists, this was as good as chance as any to ascertain Camilla’s ability to fight the best of the best.

The day of the match arrived, but no one aside from Domitia, Camilla, a few of the organizers, and the Emperor himself had been informed of the decision to feature a female gladiator. The fight would take place in a circle filled with sand in a small but impressive marble dome, with room for a throne for the emperor to watch from, and a platform from which 20-30 noblemen and women could watch from. Crixus entered first, an intimidating sight at 6’3”, and 220 pounds of raw muscle. He wore a black beard that covered most of his face, and had his hair cut short. He wore only a leather tunic with straps that ran down about half the length of his legs. His muscular frame bore the scars of a violent life and many gladiatorial matches. He was 12-0 in single matches, and had managed to survive countless larger bouts either against wild animals or in team settings.

Camilla likewise wore a tunic, as well as a leather corset cut off at the chest, exposing the midriff. She wore just enough to not violate the rule against wearing armor or extensive padding for a hand to hand match. At 5’10” and 155 pounds, she was an intimidating site in her own right, lean with firm musculature, but next to Crixus she looked completely overmatched. Her long black hair was braided together on top of her head, almost forming a proto helmet shape that made her look taller and more imposing. As she entered the arena, Crixus let out a hearty laugh, sure that some kind of joke was being played on him. The assembled nobles let out a mix of laughter, gasps, and confused murmurs before the Emperor stood to announce that this was in fact the match. Crixus and the nobles stood in stunned silence as Camilla took her position directly opposite, glowering at her opponent and betraying no fear in her expression. Domitia stood by the Emperor, a nervous but excited expression on her face as the emperor motioned for the match to begin.

To Be Continued
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I really like this setting. Looking forward to the next part.
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Great setup! Looking forward to this match!
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Part 2

The Emperor motions for the fight to begin and the two opponents start to circle one another. Crixus clearly doesn’t take his enemy seriously, holding his arms in a very loose defensive stance. Camilla sees the opening, but doesn’t want to swing for the fences straight away. Instead she tests both herself and her foe by launching two quick right jabs to his chin, enough to snap his head back and make him angry, but not enough to cause serious damage. He glowers and mutters under his breath, gathering himself in a more authoritative stance, but not yet taking his opponent entirely seriously.

Crixus moves in quickly, faster than a man his size should be able to move, but fails to take advantage of his opening, and throws a weak, sweeping blow across his left side. Camilla catches his blow and uses the momentum against him, pulling him towards her, while at the same time launching her off leg into a high kick that smashes into his ribs. Crixus flinches and lets out a gasp of pain, retreating backwards and holding his side. Camilla retreats warily, still feeling out her opponent, perhaps overly cautious in her first real match. Her opponent recovers quickly, his face raising up to face her with a raging fire in his eyes. While he still might not take her seriously, he is now determined to punish her for her impudence. “I’m going to have some fun with you before I retire you from this type of event” he declares menacingly. Camilla calls his bluff, making a come hither motion and standing defiantly “at this rate, I won’t even get to break a sweat this match” she replies, hoping to work him into an uncontrollable rage.

Crixus however manages his rage far better than she hopes. There is a reason he has yet to lose. He darts forward with astonishing speed, launching haymaker after haymaker at his unsuspecting foe. She dodges the first two with a blinding agility, but the third blow catches her square in the chest, lifting her off the ground and throwing her back nearly five feet. She manages to land on her feet and slides to a crouching halt as Crixus charges at her, going in for a finishing blow, but Camilla has a move up her sleeve that no other fighter has tried at this level before. Pushing through the pain in her chest, Camilla launches herself upward into a spinning, backwards summersault. Precisely as Crixus launches into his attack, her feet swing up in a deadly attack, connecting square with his jaw and launching him off his feet.

Both opponents land, Camilla on her feet in a predatory crouch, Crixus on his back. He recovers quickly, but clearly surprised and dazed. His prolific experience in the ring saves him from succumbing to a blow that would have taken out almost any other fighter. He stumbles to his feet and the opponents square off against each other again. “Well, how much fun are you having?” she taunts, with a wicked grin on her face, each blow she lands building her confidence. Crixus doesn’t answer, but grows more and more determined. It still had not occurred to him that he might lose this match.

He charges again, and the two trade body blows. He smashes her ribs while she focuses on elbows to his head and kicks to his legs, hoping to either daze him or reduce his mobility. This isn’t the type of fight that favors her and soon, Crixus gets the upper hand, pinning her hands against her sides and launches a headbutt attack that sends her spinning. He picks her up over his head and throws her across the ring. She lands limply, and stays still for a moment, but gets up weakly, and looks across the ring to her mentor Domitia, standing among the nobles for guidance.

To Be Continued (constructive feedback much appreciated)
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Part 3

Both combatants have taken a beating, but Crixus’s size and experience means he’s able to handle the punishment better than Camilla. She looks to her mentor for guidance, but no answer is immediately forthcoming. The nobles have long gotten over their apprehensions over a mixed match and are applauding loudly at each turn of fortune.

Camilla gets to her feet weakly after having been thrown to the ground. Crixus approaches quickly and with a determined look on his face. If she doesn’t change her tactics this fight could end quickly. She feints a retreat, but decides to turn the table and take the offensive, charging at the last second with a leaping punch that knocks Crixus backwards, stumbling to keep his feet. Camilla advances with a right blow to the jaw, and then uses the momentum to turn 360 degrees and slam her elbow square into his chest knocking the wind out of him. She finishes off her trifecta with a spinning roundhouse kick that send him spinning to the floor, facedown in the dirt. Camilla charges forward, not letting up in an instant. She plants her foot in the middle of his back, grabs his arms and pulls back, stretching Crixus for all he’s worth. He lets out a scream of pain as his arms are pulled to the breaking point. Camilla yells out from the effort. The audience lets out a shocked gasp at the turn of events.

Both fighters stay locked in that hold for what feels like forever, Camilla not being able to force a yield, but Crixus not managing to break free. Finally, the order is given for the fighters to break up and return to their starting places. Both combatants are nursing their wounds at this point, but Camilla returns to her spot with a wicked grin on her face, having completely gained her confidence. Crixus has a downward cast to his look, not sure at how he hasn’t wiped the floor with this arrogant woman. The signal to return to combat is given and Crixus charges forward, at incredible speed despite the beating he’s taken. This time Camilla is more prepared and manages to keep him at bay using kicks and glancing blows as she retreats from his onslaught. Unfortunately, her inexperience and Crixus able to maneuver her towards the edge of the arena, and soon she has nowhere to run towards. Crixus smiles and launches into a renewed assault.

Camilla blocks one blow, then another, and another, but the next catches her under the chin, knocking her flat against the wall. Crixus follows with a kick to her stomach, doubling her over in pain. He follows this up with an elbow to her back, knocking her flat on her stomach on the floor of the arena. “what a pity that I have to damage such a wonderful creature, but they should have known better than to try to have a woman do a man’s job” Crixus boasts as he stands over her. As she stumbles up on to all fours, he grabs her hair, eliciting a shriek of pain and begins to pull her back to the center of the arena to prepare for the finishing move.

Summoning her last reservoir of strength as she is dragged along the sand, Camilla suddenly whips out her elbow, connecting square with the back of Crixus’s leg, dropping him to one knee and releasing his grip on her hair. Camilla spins quickly and leaps on his back, one arm locked in a vice grip under his chin, her legs wrapped hard around his stomach. Crixus’s eyes bulge in surprise as he fights back to his full height and desperately throws his arms back to try to dislodge her grip. For a brief time, Camilla is severely tested because of his immense strength, but soon her grip has its effect and his counters get slower and weaker. When she feels secure, she whispers in his ear “is this what you had in mind” seductively as she rubs herself suggestively against his body, while still maintaining her deadly hold. Then, she raises herself up, raises her elbow in the air, and brings it down hard on his head, then repeats the move again…and again. Releasing her hold, she drops off his back and watches as he falls senselessly to the ground, square in front of the assembled audience, who stand shocked into silence. Domitia stands in the front, practically orgasmic from the result of the fight.

To leave the audience with a result they wont forget, Camilla flips over the barely conscious Crixus with her foot so that he lies on his back. She walks down to the base of his feet and kicks his legs wide with her foot. Gathering each of his legs under her arm, she places her foot right on his groin and then leaves him with a taunt of “so, what’s that about a man’s job?” before pressing down with all her weight. Crixus squirms and shrieks in pain under her heel, but Camilla continues to press down until at last the Emperor declares Camilla the winner. Domitia rushes over to embrace her champion and together the two women exit the ring, one as an undefeated fighter, and one as the patron of the most exciting new Gladiator in Rome.
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Oh, please make this an ongoing series, mate. It is very well written and I would love to read more of Camilla's exploits in the male dominated arena. Thank you for sharing this with us.
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Thanks, I'm still thinking about what direction to take this in terms of it just being a series of her matches, more of an overarching plot with lots of characters from the female training group, or include or get rid of Domitia. Trying to write a short chapter every day though.
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Thanks, I'm still thinking about what direction to take this in terms of it just being a series of her matches, more of an overarching plot with lots of characters from the female training group, or include or get rid of Domitia. Trying to write a short chapter every day though.
My suggestion is that you should definitely include other female gladiators who also end up beating male gladiators and include female gladiators from all kinds of ethnic groups at the time, like Germanic or African females.

Maybe then all these female gladiators ultimately get invited to fight as a group of 13 Amazons to stage the mythical battle of Amazons in the Trojan war against 13 male gladiators where they are supposed to lose. Surprisingly though, the Amazons end up winning the massive gladiator battle.

Just my suggestion.
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Word spread quickly among the upper crust of Rome about the match. Domitia’s fighter had beaten one of Rome’s elite gladiators soundly. Over the next week, all the cities elites wanted to see for themselves if this Amazon was a fluke or a real deal and another match was quickly set. Again, this match was to be private, pitting Camilla against another undefeated Gladiator. If she were to win this, word would spread even among the commoners that something special was happening.

As she thought back on the lessons of her first match, Camilla’s confidence soared. Not only had she bested a man much larger and more experienced than her, she had enjoyed herself doing it. The look on his face as she trampled on his manhood gave her almost orgasmic pleasure. If she won so handily again, she would try to have even more fun.

The match was to be held the next week, in Domitia’s city home, equipped with a small, private auditorium with a raised wall that both fenced in the fighters and provided an elevated view for the spectators. The opponent would be Cato, a new but promising young gladiator who had won his first 6 one on one matches handily. Domitia had seen him fight several times and was impressed by his skills. Smaller than Crixus, he was even faster and a more sound technical fighter. He would be a challenge for sure. Domitia also noticed the legions of female fans Cato had amassed. At 5’10”, and 175 pounds, he was practically an Adonis, lean with incredibly defined but not bulky muscles, his physique and good looks made him a striking ring presence.

The day of the match arrived, Cato in a loincloth, Camilla in her same leather corset. Neither of them were quite prepared for their opponent. Camilla hadn’t seen many men in her life of training and Cato had worked himself into quite a sweat before the match. Now his chest and sixpack were practically glimmering. Cato had had his fair share of female conquests, but he had never fought one before, and never one this statuesque. Her 5’10” frame matched his, and while not quite as well defined, he knew she had beaten Crixus somehow and must be stronger than she looked. Needless to say, both fighters were a little flustered and intimidated before the match had even begun, although Cato still could not picture himself losing to a mere woman, no matter what she had done to Crixus.

Domitia had assembled the true elites of the city, with most of the wealthiest individuals in Rome wagering heavily on the match. More than last time though, much of the crowd was made out of women, wives who had never shown interest in gladiatorial games before but were lured out by this promising Amazon. The order was given for both fighters to assume their starting positions, with neither combatant really taking their eyes off each other. The command to begin the match was given and both opponents moved quickly.

Camilla came out of the gates aggressively, her confidence much higher than the beginning of the last fight. She launched two uppercuts, deftly avoided by Cato, and continued unflustered, immediately launching into the air for a spinning high kick. With blinding speed, her opponent ducked under her attack, countering with a powerful uppercut that doubled Camilla over in pain. Pressing his attack, Cato brought his elbow down on her back while sweeping his leg under her feet, and only seconds into the fight, Camilla slammed facedown on the ground floor of the auditorium. Stunned and smarting from the blows, Camilla rolled on her back quickly, barely catching sight of the foot slamming down towards her stomach. Reacting purely on instinct, she caught his foot mere inches from her stomach, stopping his momentum, and managing to push hard enough to throw him off his footing and he crashed to the floor as well.

Both combatants stumbled to their feet warily, Camilla realizing no one was going to hand her this match. She charged again, leading with her deadly kicking attacks that had flummoxed Crixus, but this opponent seemed to know exactly where she was going. Cato dodged them easily, and each time landed a glancing counter punch somewhere on her body, either in her bare stomach or her exposed legs. Suddenly he was behind her, his arms wrapped under hers from behind and his hands locked behind her neck. Camilla flailed uselessly in his grip, letting out helpless squeals as she fought to get free. The audience, expecting a competitive match, started to mutter to each other and decide that the last fight must have been a fluke. Cato started to taunt “I knew Crixus must have let you win. Must have been thinking with his cock. I don’t entirely blame him” he declared arrogantly, and let one hand drop down to fondle her breasts roughly. Camilla let out a yell of pain and decided that she would not lose this way.

Suddenly, she bent down quickly and with all her might, jumped backwards as hard as she could. Suddenly, her and Cato both fell to the ground on the backs, Camilla on top. She threw her head backward, smashing against Cato’s forehead, knocking his eyes around in his head. With her arms still locked, but lying face up on top of her opponent, she did something sure to gain the crowds attention. She brought her leg up above her head, bent her knee so her foot faced the ground, and slammed it down into Cato’s groin. A howl of pain rose up to meet her, and her arms faced no resistance as she disentangled herself from Cato’s hold. She leapt to her feet and stood over Cato as he rolled and squirmed on the ground in pain. She smiled and raised her leg almost straight up over her head and left it there for a second before taunting “I know what part of you won’t be thinking for a while” before dropping her foot full force on his stomach. All 4 of Cato’s limbs jumped in the air limply as Camilla ground her heel in cruelly.

To Be Continued
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After getting her ass handed to her for the first portion of the match, Camilla has come storming back with a vengeance, and now she stands over Cato, crushing him underneath her heel again and again. “What’s the matter, are you letting me win as well? That’s very sweet of you” she taunts as she circles around him, watching him roll around on his back. “Come on, I don’t want to win this fast, I want to have more fun” she pouts and leans down to grab his hair and pull him to his feet.

As she does, Cato fights back and crushes his fist in between her legs. Camilla drops her prey and doubles over in pain, a muffled cry of pain escaping her lips. Cato seizes the advantage and leaps to his feet, grabbing Camilla in a headlock under his arm, before dropping to the ground, smashing her face first into the dirt. “Well, if you insist” Cato retorts before leaping to his feet, pressing his foot into the small of her back, and pulling her arms backwards. Camilla screams wildly in pain, flailing uselessly under his foot. “Ready to give up?” Cato teases, but Camilla refuses, resisting long enough for Cato to relent and try another approach. Sitting on her back to hold her down, he reaches to undo her tunic, ignoring her protesting cries as it falls to the floor.

Seeing an opening, Camilla launches an elbow backwards, knocking Cato off balance. Then she bucks her back upwards knocking him far enough off for her to roll over to face upwards and launch two hard blows to his face, forcing him off her and allowing Camilla to regain her footing. She stands facing him, topless, and glowers at him darkly “you’ll pay for that” before launching into her counterattack. Cato is slower this time and isn’t able to dodge her onslaught for long and a whirling roundhouse kick sends him reeling. While he maintains his footing, Camilla sprints towards him and climbs up him from behind, her thighs closing around his neck and she twists, using her weight send him crashing to the ground, with him firmly in her grasp.

After they hit the floor, Cato gasps and wheezes between her legs, bringing his hands up to futilely try to pry the vice-like grip apart. “What’s the matter, isn’t that where you wanted to be” she giggles, keeping him just at the edge of consciousness. Just as he’s about to pass out, she stands up and prepares her finishing move, the same one that she used against Crixus to such humiliating effect. Standing at the base of his feet, she picks up a leg under each arm, before pressing her foot down hard on his crotch, grinding away and ignoring the squirms and squeals of protest. Looking down at her beaten opponent, Camilla feels the waves of pleasure drifting over her as she drinks in the humiliation of another defeated Man. This time, she’s going to make it last a little bit longer.

She pushes down one final time with her foot, but then released his legs, pulled down his pants, and circled around him a few times, taunting him and letting him know exactly what she thought of his prowess, both in the fight and what he packed down below. After a bit, she stopped near his head and put him in a Spladle hold, enabling her to completely keep him in her power, but still be near his fun parts. She started stroking hard and fast, to the gasps of the assembled crowd who, needless to say, had never seen anything like it before. “Say it, say that you lost to a woman and I’ll let you go” Camilla taunted, as Cato’s cock grew hard and large in her hands. “No” he resisted weakly, which made Camilla give him a hard tap in the balls to remind him of his predicament. After a shriek of pain, he relented. “Ok yes, I give up. I lost to a woman” he groaned loudly, looking utterly crestfallen. The combination of the expression and the surrender made Camilla practically orgasmic and she didn’t stop stroking until Cato was covered in his own mess. Camilla got up slowly, basking in the emotions of this fight while she gathered and put on her tunic. On her way out, she gave Cato a nudge with her foot and left him with a “don’t forget what happened here” smirk on her face before exiting the arena.

After she exited, Domitia gathered the winnings from the assembled noble and made plans to get Camilla in front of the public as soon as possible. Inside, she also realized that, because of Camilla, she might be able to make her own fighting dreams come true as well.

(Still considering future plots/scenes. Feedback encouraged!)
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